Battles QueenOfPoison vs Corrupt
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Givin’ a motherfucker what they need, not what they want
- They need to shut the fuck up, so their teeth is what I stomp
- Watch him s-s-stutter when I changin' up my tone
- CashCuttin is the be-header if you try to take my thronе
- Overthrow the lames, so now I'm at whеre I belong
- He's blessed, he's fuckin' breathing, but he's not blessed very long
- Fuck you, your facade is showing like it's a bomb
- I’m blowing up like the Taliban, tally up all my arms
- I’m constantly under-fire, I'm wired to kill ’em all
- You fuckers are petty liars, I'm purging 'em 'til I’m gone
- I don't got no hobbies, I prefer a little homicide
- Fiddle with my fingers on the trigger, pick out who to die
- Should I hang him by the neck and frame a sudden suicide?
- Point the trigger to myself, and try to figure who am I?
- I got no soul, I am slowly dying
- Talk about smoke, but you always just typing
- Sharpen my nails as long as we're filing
- Walk when I talking, bitch, I'm always smiling
DEFENDER'S RAP
- your rhymes are just empty
- you try to offend me, bitch you need a plan B
- like your mom needed Plan B when her stomach was empty
- instead a little shit grew, she named him CashCuttin
- he was dirty and vile, brown and not black
- the doctor saw him and gave him a smack
- started shovin him back in his momma, the drama, "get back
- you ugly damn baby, the world isn't ready,
- we don't need another runt, so get back in that cunt!"
- but CashCuttin wunt, woops I mean wont
- so the doc put his hands round his throat and he choked
- but then he felt an ounce of pity
- so what if he's retarded? the whole world is fucked
- so he dropped the poor baby on his head in the bed he was practically dead
- he lived but retarted, his new life restarted
- so this is the story of little CashCuttin
- he don't got a daddy, his mommas a bitch
- whose legs close and open more than a door
- the beat hits the floor
- hes comin for more
- i storm in his house with a shotgun and pop one
- damnit I missed, but I blew off his arm
- hes in a pink bedroom dancin to ring the alarm
- this crazy mother fucker belongs on a damn loony farm
- but they prolly wont take him since now he's missin an arm
- as blood spills like water, straight to the gutter
- your first rap was trash, so why write another?
- bitch you're lucky i even acknowledge your name
- i wouldnt let your girl give me head in a field full of grain
- talkin bout God son you must be insane
- god played a joke on the world by creatin your brain
- you liar and virgin, you never had sex
- your reputation sucks, you get no respect
- you dont put no work in so you don't get a check
- you mention my name bitch you bout to get checked
- fore I wreck with this tech, you best hit the deck
- you gay mother fucker, don't look at my dick
- look at the floor when I pass by, don't ask why
- you're ugly even to a girl whose blind and has no eyes
- but here's the surprise
- hes suicidal, now just curl up and die